Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 11

About two hours later, Seraphina found herself back at Leandro’s front door.

From the entrance, she could see the garage, and Leandro’s car seemed to be missing. Just as she was about to ring the doorbell, the door suddenly swung open from the inside.

Karan was slinging a big bag over her shoulder, yelling back into the house as she stepped out, “You stay put, no running around, got it? Your dad will be home tonight!”

Mid–sentence, she turned her head and saw Seraphina standing at the doorway, looking taken aback and then annoyed, “Didn’t you already take off? Why are you back here?”

“Karan, I think I left something here, so I came back,” Seraphina replied with a smile, then glanced at Karan’s bag. “You heading out?”

Karan grimaced, adjusting her bag and grunting in response.

Seraphina hesitated for a moment before asking, “Can I go in and look for my stuff?”

Looking like she was pressed for time, Karan shot her an irritable glance, “Just go in and find whatever you need, and leave as soon as possible! And don’t go chattering with Valerio, gol it?”

Seraphina nodded promptly, “Alright, got it. Take care, Karan!”

With that, Karan hurried off, looking like she was indeed in a rush.

sitting at the table, working on a pile of art supplies. He looked at her,

with a smile, but he quickly looked down and started to

a symbolic stroll upstairs and was back down in no time. Despite having spent the night

her with no choice but to wait for Leandro. But how would he react when

at her but seemed to sense her approaching, his sketching grew even more frantic the

you drawing?” Seraphina asked as she picked up the

the assignment was for the child to create a family album with the help of

four identical stick figures, big heads atop

to represent Bruce, Gloria, Leandro, and Valerio himself. But it seemed like a crucial person was missing. However, the rough

gaze, Valerio’s sketching became

sighed, “You’re one lucky kid. I haven’t drawn for seven years, and now I’m picking up a pencil

Bruce and Gloria. When

from her and copying her style to

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resembled Leandro.

her gaze and pointed to the last empty spot on the paper, “Now it’s time to draw

deep thought, but he didn’t make a move.

pencil from him,

the little boy in front of her. Valerio was truly beautiful, with flawless skin, dark hair, and bright, clear eyes. He looked a lot like his handsome father, Leandro.

lowered her gaze, starting to sketch with her long eyelashes casting a shadow on

looked up at Valerio, she found him looking at her, his eyes full of curiosity. She patted his chin and said with a smile, “You’re such a looker, why are you so quiet? Girls your age aren’t usually into the silent type. How do you expect them to approach you if you don’t talk? Don’t you feel sad when the girl you like is always playing with other